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Monday, June 17, 2013

A Walk Down Memory Lane

The other week, I walked down Memory Lane. I headed toward my old, beloved apartment.

This apartment was the place I called home for four years, and it will always represent a beautiful epoch in my life. It was the place where I grew in independence, recovered from heartbreak, and made new friends.

As Liam and I rounded the corner of the lane which opened up to the parking lot, there was Abby out on the lawn. She lives in the apartment that is just below my old one, and oh, how we missed each other! It was so much fun catching up with her.